Driving in Colorado in June a few years ago, we saw billboards advertising a Testicle Festival. Thought "Yuk." Went to a restaurant in Castle Rock with friends and ended up having to try some of those Mountain Oysters. Not all that bad, kinda like chewing calamari. Kinda. The batter was the best part.

Most massage units are only meant to be used for a short time and they can be uncomfortable to rest against when they're not on. We have a 2 handled general massage unit and then a separate nubby foot massage unit that my husband likes. For heat we just use a heating pad.

Here's a thought: send RG to get his massage therapist certificate, have him trained (if he's not already) in taco and margarita making and sit home on rainy evenings with your personal massage therapist, chef, and mixologist while bunns and cats sit on your lap to provide soothing warmth.

So I was gonna comment about the rain, but can't stop laughing at BL's comment, so won't even try to comment on rain and will instead try to stop laughing about the puke on the cell phone. Ick...giggle...ick...giggle...ick